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letra de samantha - nicole sophia

[verse 1]
it’s been the longest sleepover of my life
when are you packing your bags to go
samantha you’ve kept me up all night
since i was 10 years old
with your whispers of scary stories
my nightmares become my day dreams
i wanna wake up
i cling to my phone as a night light
so i don’t have to hear my thoughts

[chorus 1]
samantha can i get some sleep
we can talk about the world ending in the morning
you can tear apart my hopes and dreams
and tell me more about how we’re slowly dying
we can do it over egg whites and bank statements
orange juice and obituary pages
stare at the knives like invitations
in the morning, we’ll be fine
samantha can we get some sleep tonight

[verse 2]
samantha held my hand on field trips and at parties growing up
when the time came she clung to my side during young love
dug her heels into every slow dance and sideways glance
when she left my side out of habit i was searching for her hand
when i’d cry at night in the living room over something stupid i said
she’d dissect the interaction so i never make a mistake again
we’d rebraid my hair ’til we got it right
watch reruns of my life on the old tv
just as i start to close my eyes
she’d restart the dvd
[chorus 2]
samantha can i get some sleep
i’ve seen this movie fifteen times i am tired
the ending isn’t gonna change no matter how many times we rewind it
can you pick a different channel?
change the station
i’m sick of the same old combination
in this one sided conversation
these thoughts aren’t even mine
samantha can we get some sleep tonight

[verse 3]
she sits on my chest and punches my stomach as i try to breathe
feeding me pennies to buy the rights to my thoughts
they taste bittersweet
when i try to push her out
she grabs on and screams louder
just when i start to pin her down
i look into her eyes and see she’s scared
she’s scared

[chorus 3]
samantha can we get some sleep
we can talk about the world ending in the morning
i’ll tell you my hopes and dreams
you can tell me more about how we’re slowly dying
we can do it over egg whites and bank statements
orange juice and obituary pages
i promise the knives aren’t invitations
in the morning we’ll be fine
samantha can we get some sleep tonight

- nicole sophia

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